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The Midwife Lyrics

Occasion The Midwife

I hear you've got a child somewhere
A castaway; a little ape
A drift on the waves

And if I was a servant girl
Would you treat me the same?
Blow the dust from my grave?
Keep the IV in me?
Chase the critters away?

You mother was of a crippled heart
Lost her crutch in the dark
Crawled a mile too far
Washed up by the beach
Now she tends to the sea
Starfish, anemone

Other misplaced things (Repeat)

She bends by degrees so gracefully
Picking up twigs, wild seeds

It's all the same to me (Repeat)

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